So We Meet Again, Yet This Time It Is I Who Has The Upper Hand

Why in the hell did this take so long? Stop asking questions. Just let my fingers do that talking..... get what I did there? With the typing and the fingers?..... yeah well fuck you to.

I've been busy. Very busy. So now what should I write about? The economy is in the shitter. The school system is ridiculous. I ANONYMOUS CAN SPEAK OUT ON THESE INJUSTICES AND CREATE A CULT OF WHICH THE WORLD HAS NEVER SEEN.... WITH THE FOUR PEOPLE WHO MAY OR MAY NOT READ THIS.....

Instead I choose to talk about Mr.Bucket. Mr.Bucket is a 90s toy with which, and I quote, you "put balls in his top, but be careful because out of his mouth they will pop"

.............................. I now worship this toy as my god.

........ Alright..... Yeah.....

You see the shear brilliance of getting this toy on the market is awe inspiring. I can just imagine the pitch. "So aaaahh.... we need a new children's toy.... hmm.... Alright alright check this out HAMMER TIME, We make a bucket with a face and let kids scoop up balls with pooper scoopers and throw them in his... top or whatever.... OH AND AND AND TEHN THEY COME OUT OF HIS MOUTH. YEAH THIS IS GREAT" "The people at Milton Bradley will fucking love this! I'm giving you a raise!"

You might be saying "But hat, it was the 90s, everyone was doing it!" And I say to that YOU PUT YOUR BALLS IN HIS TOP..... HIS TOP..... Dear god look at the commercial! IT'S GOT A SONG.... IT'S FOR CHILDREN...



HE COMES IN FROM THE WINDOW....

FIN